Chapter 28

Yeah, right.

I’m not asking him. How would that sound? “Baby, I needed to borrow your toothpaste and happened to stumble upon a fucking pharmacy in your toiletries—what the hell’s up with that?”

No. I cram the bottles back into his bag and brush my teeth as quickly as I can, missing the back molars completely. My mind’s a whirl. Viagra? I mean, sure, he’s been a little limp lately, but I thought it was the stress but maybe one of those other pills…wasn’t impotence a side effect of Effexor? But we always manage to get a groove on, and I can live with a case of blue balls every now and then. Fuck, he makes me hard just thinking about him.

But Viagra?

I frown at my reflection in the mirror. He couldn’t even tell me what was wrong—how the hell did he manage to tell a doctor? “Sometimes I’m in the mood and things are going hot and heavy with me and my boyfriend, and I think we’re doing great but nothing’s stirring down below, you catch my drift?”